Looking at the map, this should be located in the northeast corner of our country. Chaozi and Zhuo Xiong took turns driving, except for refueling time, even meals were done on the road, while Lao Wang refused to reveal any information, only saying that they would know when they arrived.

  The car had already exited the highway and driven a section of national road, gradually becoming a rural path, until finally there was no road at all, let alone any signs of human habitation. Fortunately, the car's performance was good, so crossing small rivers and climbing small hills were not major problems, except that Zhang Wenbin was getting carsick and feeling uncomfortable.

  Opened the window and took a deep breath, the outside wind was cool and refreshing, it poured into my stomach and I shivered all over and woke up.

  The car continued to move forward until it was really unable to move, and Old Wang informed everyone to prepare to get off the bus and walk. At this time, the sun had already come out, and the warmth of the sun made people feel a little warm. According to Old Wang, as long as they crossed the mountain in front of them, there would be a village, and if they wanted to drink something hot at night, they must hurry up and arrive before dark.

  Chaozi looked at the snow-capped deep mountain and thought, "Isn't this old man trying to fool me? Can anyone live on top of that? Besides, there isn't even a lonely soul or wild ghost in this place, let alone people."

  The snow in the north is different from ours in the south. The snow there is dry snow, because of the low temperature, even if it gets on your body, it won't melt and get your clothes wet due to that little body heat, instead you only need to gently shake it off like dust.

  However, the snow here seems to have fallen before the year, and the foot of the mountain is still good. There are scattered piles one after another, but from the middle of the mountain, it's a vast expanse of white, like a mirror, and you can't see the road at all.

  The equipment is complete, the car has everything it should have, even goggles to prevent snow blindness are ready, and one person jumps out with a heavy backpack and starts heading towards the mountain top.

  Chaozi and Zhuo Xiong were staying in the Snowy Plateau, with a naturally strong physique and robust energy. They shouldn't have any major issues with physical strength. Cha Wenbin was not as good as those two brothers, but after all, he had been practicing Taoism for many years and knew some boxing and footwork skills, barely able to keep up. Old Wang was in a miserable state, his age was indeed advanced, the mountain road was rugged, and there were thin layers of ice in many places, even wearing hiking boots, he didn't dare to be careless, and naturally, his speed was slowed down.

  However, this time he was the legitimate leader and had to grit his teeth and persevere. After more than two hours, he barely crawled to the middle of the mountain. The whole way up didn't rest, and going further up would be the snow line. This mountain is not steep, it's just one word: high!

  If you say that Mount Emei is half in the clouds, then this mountain is entirely in the clouds, because it has a name called: Tianmen Peak!

  In ancient times, emperors often climbed Mount Tai to worship heaven. In the eyes of princes and nobles, Mount Tai was high, so high that it was close to heaven, and even closer to the gods in heaven. To show their reverence for the heavens and to pray for blessings, emperors would often climb the mountain on special days to worship heaven and earth.

  Tongtian Peak, as the name suggests, directly reaches the sky! The northern mountains are not as steep as those in the south, but they are vast. A mountain range stretches endlessly, extending tens to hundreds of kilometers, even thousands of kilometers long. Because this place also produces deciduous trees, the soil at the foot of the mountain is extremely fertile, so many unknown stories are hidden within these vast mountains.

  Cha Wenbin had seen the mountain scenery here long ago, two words: grandeur!

  Where there are mountains and rivers, there must be dragons. With dragons, there is energy, and with energy, a dynasty can be born. As the dragon's head of this Eastern giant dragon, China, every inch of land here is filled with spiritual energy as it breathes in and out.

  After a short rest, looking up at the mountain top, the road ahead won't be easy to walk. Everyone held a trekking pole in their hand, mainly to test the depth of the snow. Fortunately, there were not many people here for activities, so the mountains still exposed half of the pine trees' bodies. Superzi led the way, one hand grasping those tree trunks and the other holding the trekking pole, taking deep and shallow steps, while the people behind him followed his footprints forward.

  Walking in the snow is not like walking on flat ground, every step requires more effort, and the speed of progress naturally slows down again. Looking around, except for white, it's all white, I really don't know when it will end.

  He led the way in silence, he couldn't stop, if he stopped, the team would lose morale. He panted with hot air and stepped down, huh? No, there's a situation underfoot.

  The snow here is dry, and generally stepping on it can sink to the calf. This foot just stepped on the shoe sole. Chaozi tried to kick a few times, very hard, curiously, he used his hand to pry.

  The snow on the top was quickly swept away, and a piece of bluestone gradually appeared, with obvious grinding marks on its surface. With the experience of the archaeological team's two-year stay, he recognized that there was something here at a glance.

  "Hey, come quick and see, there's something here, I bet it's a stele." Chaozi turned around and shouted downwards.

  The dull journey had new discoveries that could always evoke people's curiosity, and even Wenwen couldn't help but feel it. The suppressed atmosphere of the past few days made him feel very uncomfortable, and now he also quickened his pace towards Chaozi who was surrounded by others.

  The snow underfoot was quickly scraped away, and as Chao Tzu had said, it was a stele. Judging from the material, it should be granite, but this place does not produce such stones, so it must have been ground and transported from elsewhere.

  It's possible that the years have made it a bit indistinct, and the text above is quite blurry, not very recognizable. Old Wang took out a magnifying glass from his bag, examined it carefully, and waved his hand towards Cha Wenbin, saying: "Wenbin, come take a look, I feel like the words engraved on this are somewhat familiar, do you think they resemble..."

  Zha Wenbin originally didn't pay much attention, but after hearing Old Wang say that, he squatted down to take a look. As soon as he looked, his eyebrows on his forehead immediately locked together.

  He leaned in closer, closed his eyes, and stroked the remaining stele with his hand, carefully feeling the different rhythms transmitted through his fingertips. Slowly, a few fragmented characters appeared in his mind, and after piecing them together, Cha Wenbin said, "Yes, it's these characters again." After opening his eyes, Cha Wenbin looked at Old Wang, who was naturally fiddling with his magnifying glass. Cha Wenbin asked in an unchanged tone, "Old Wang, since I chose to come, you should also reveal some information. You don't have to tell us your identity, but what is the goal of this operation? How much information do you have? I hope you can answer these questions truthfully, as a basic explanation to my brother."

  Old Wang might have expected that Cha Wenbin would ask this question sooner or later. He put his hands to his mouth and panted, saying: "Actually, I'm not very clear about it either. The information here was also given to me by the organization. It wasn't until after we passed Qingcheng Mountain last time that the organization told me there was another divine tree, and they locked down its location in this area. Apparently, they had sent people to search for it a few years ago, but the news they brought back was either worthless or they simply disappeared. The only information I have is that there's a small village on top with over ten households, and everything else is unknown to me just like you."

  The ultra-evil gaze fell upon Old Wang, and with a dry chuckle, he said: "Uncle Wang, I didn't think your throat was that deep after all. However, if you sell us out this time, the thing you sent to my waist will definitely backfire."

  Old Wang's face was also white and red as he listened, actually he himself did not want to come and find Cha Wenbin, but the organization recognized his ability in Qingcheng very much, this kind of thing also had to be said with a word "fate", some people could still find that door.

  Zha Wenbin took out a brush from his bag, dipped it in cinnabar, and began to trace along the faint characters. Before long, a string of strange patterns emerged. After taking a deep breath, he said: "Indeed, there is some connection. Chaozi, Zhuo Xiong, you see that these are the same category as the texts we saw on Qi Feng Mountain. Your father studied them for so long without getting anywhere. This is a culture from ancient times, an era that has disappeared. Now it appears again in the northeast, ten thousand miles away. Unfortunately, it's covered in snow, or else we might have discovered something."

  These words are like insects and paintings, with a very complex structure, not simply logograms. At this time, Chaozi suddenly remembered that there was another person beside him, "Big Brother Dakuai, you should have always lived in Qifeng Mountain, can you recognize these characters?"

  The man with a square face was gnawing on dry rations, shaking his head like a rattle drum, and said vaguely: "I'm illiterate."

  Chaozi gave him a sideways glance and dropped two words: "Foodie!"

  Cha Wenbin took a look at the mountain top, there was still quite a distance to go and couldn't delay any longer. He said: "Bury this well and make a mark, we'll head up first, otherwise it will be dark soon."

  The team moved forward, looking from afar like a group of ants slowly moving on a white tablecloth, heading towards the mountain top!

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